I finally have everything in place to retire from working full time, yet I hesitate. Right now my excuse is to see if I get paid the bonus for busting my butt in June, culminating in end stage renal failure first week of July. I'm not holding my breath, I fully expect them to deny that I made the goals and present the bonus as what I would have gotten anyway at the end of the year, basically the equivalent of an extra paycheck.
I'm thinking of giving 4 month notice in January. Then I will be old enough to withdraw from 401k's and IRA's without penalty. I don't want to be like (boss) Jim or Auntie Lulu and die 2 months after I retire. Even though I can't travel anymore...well, technically, I can travel, though domestic would be easier than international, but it takes like 6 month of planning to get supplies delivered to my destination--for what, a week? Then I would have to hand carry the dialysis machine (35 pounds, 2 ft x 2 ft x 8 in) and risk coming across ignorant airline workers who would have me check it in. I think I'll just wait the 2 to 5 years and pray for a transplant. Supposedly, I could even do cruises while on dialysis but it's alot of logistics to carry 7-10 days of dialysate -- and where would it go in the cabin? Those rooms are tiny!What does retirement look like?
- Wake up, have coffee
- Go to the gym (M-F, 2 hrs/day)
- Home to shower
- 1st goal is to end probate
- 2nd goal is to end Mom's storage unit
- 3rd goal is to create guest bedroom #1
- 4th goal is to create guest bedroom #2 / dialysis supply storage
- 5th goal is to create space in my bedroom for a Lazy-Boy next to the dialysis machine
- 6th goal is to be able to park a car in my garage. Then I'll get a new car.
I estimate this to take 1-2 years. I don't have the energy to do this while I work full time. Making space is to recover my mental health that started going downhill when Mom moved in with all her stuff. I remember in 2009 crying in frustration that I don't want to live in a warehouse. It fell on deaf ears so I had to take vacations inside my own head. Yet here I am still living in a 25% of my of my whole house and two-car garage.
